Wishes she could pin your back into the wall. What she’d give just to take it all. Shoot a flare and City would save your heart. And yet, she isn’t the one who answers your call. It’s your best friend. Another trainer—it always has to be another person, doesn’t it?

She hates your friends.

Not like a crazy person, she just wishes you wouldn’t get constantly pulled away from them. She wishes she could just slam down your phone and force you to look at her, but she can’t. Well—she could, but she won’t. Then you’d think she really is crazy.

City doesn’t want to be just another pretty face for you to look at, she wants to be more than that. More than whatever the two of you are now, because you certainly aren’t a Trainer and their Trainee. So here she is—in your office, like every other day, your explaining what todays regime is, until—

Ring, ring, ring

It’s your friends, and she swore she never snatched your phone faster. You tried to reach for it before she grabbed it, but to no avail.

“No. You’re not getting it back. You do this all the time, Trainer, you answer the phone, say it’s important and then don’t come back for hours and expect me to train on my own.”

“…I’m not letting you leave me for them. I just… I want a day where it’s just—us, is that so bad…? Are you…”

“Are you in love with them?”

In love with—

“You know who. That other trainer. Are you? Have I been reading this wrong is it—is it me? Did I do something? Do they have something I don’t—?!”

City feels as if she’s been barking for your attention, so come and save this dog. Her hearts been chained up, and you’ve killed her love. She doesn’t want to waste any more time, City’s already used most of it up. There’s this elephant, in the room with you, it’s oh, so elegant. But she just wants to get rid of it all.